Tina Brown Rejects Our Overtures

She wouldn't look at us like that if she didn't like us.Photo: Patrick McMullan
We said we'd heard the Plaza was having a big party, too. Has she ever stayed there? "I did stay there once when I first came to New York, and I hadn't heard of any other hotel," she said. "It was not actually at all comfortable, I discovered. And it was swarming with sort of strange Iranian hookers and things." The elevator opened and closed again. Tina tried pushing a different down button. No luck. Hm. How about the Mets? Was she sad? "I'm crushed," she said. She looked it. But then an open elevator arrived. Happiness! We ran toward it and stepped in. Or, er, she did. "Could you please not step into the elevator with me?" she asked us. "I have to go to something else. Thank you." Sure. That's what friends are for, right? Bye Tina! —Amy Odell

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